Reading up on Jonathan's latest escapades it would appear that his dad, Malcolm, has reached the dizzy heights of 70 yesterday 
(BTW I do like the sound of his present ).
In a few weeks time, my mum will be 60. Strange how it doesn't seem that she's that old. We were talking about all this when she came down the other weekend, how old people were know, and also how old Dad, Nana, Grandad, and even Jules would be.
How time changes your view and outlook, and yet leaves it no different to the day you were born... 
